The Garrison of Cape Ann (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
I.Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose,With care his sweet person adorning,He put on his Sunday clothes.II.He drew on a ...
Don Carlos, in a merry spight,Did Stella to his house invite:He entertain'd her half a yearWith generous wines and costly ...
All the loud winds were in the garden wood,All shadows joyfuller than lissom houndsDoubled in chasing, all exultant cloudsThat ever ...
Some love the matin-chimes, which tellThe hour of prayer to sinner:But better far's the mid-day bell,Which speaks the hour of ...
"BUY, who'll buy," the pedlar sings,"Bones of beggars, loins of kings,Ribs of murder, haunch of hate,And Beauty's head on a ...
Mirrors are not more silentnor the creeping dawn more secretive;in the moonlight, you are that pantherwe catch sight of from ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
Christopher Davis was up upon Mavis And Sammy MacGregor on Flo, Jo Chauncy rode Spider, the rankest outsider, But HE'D ...
See, he sitteth on his mat Sitteth there upright,With the grace with which he sat While he saw the light.Where ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest ...
(From The Jungle Book) Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
Mirrors are not more silent nor the creeping dawn more secretive; in the moonlight, you are that panther we catch ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
See, he sitteth on his mat Sitteth there upright, With the grace with which he sat While he saw the ...
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon; The kid that handles the music-box was ...
I entreat you, Alfred Tennyson, Come and share my haunch of venison. I have too a bin of claret, Good, ...
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